and                                                              ­                                                            
that backseat "love" lasted only as long as the night
as the memories rush in that morning try as i might
to keep you outta my mind, you're holed in there tight
a battle between "love" and lust...(hint) love lost the fight.
we                                                        ­                                                                 ­   
caused kisses shared between those wet rival lips
and bare skin touching, form a feeling at these hips
down unbuttoned jeans that your small hand slips
hear that sound, like tearing, as our "innocence" strips.
*******                                                          ­                                                              
fo­rmed foggy windows from our skin we shared
and dissolved to nothing, ha, like we ever cared
  discoveries made at night shed light on how we faired
the sounds of "love" from my speaker actually blared
(lust)                                                                                                                          
.